[Verse 1: King Lil G]

I Got My Girl Pregnant At 19

And I Thought I'd Never Make It

All The Drama I Was Facing

All My Friends Was Gang Related

All I Gave Fuck About Was Slangin'

Never Thought Of Making Changes

Till We Got The Crib Raided (Raided)

Drug Dealin' Cases

My Homeboy Buzzard Incarcerated

Suddenly My Whole Life Change

Now I'm Livin' Life Real Slow

My Lil Son Is What I Live For

My Whole Clicks What I'd Kill For

Redel Castro In Sinaloa

Now We Making That Real Doe

This The Shit

That I'm Built For

This The Shit

He Got Killed For

I Swear To God

Me & My Baby Mama

Was Meant To Be

Till She Went Through My Phone That Night

Caught Me Cheating With Stephanie

Naked Pictures She Txted Me

Goddamn You Stressing Me

I'm Like Goddamn You Stressing Me



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I'm Surrounded By Soldiers

All The Gangstas Salute Me

All The Gangstas They Love Us

And They Wanna Recruit Me

I Swear To God My Life's A Gangsta Movie

My Life Is Like A Gangsta Movie

Fumando Mota & Sellin' Coca

Like Gangsta Movies

Like Al Pacino

Doing Perico In Mafia Movies



[Verse 2: King Lil G]

Shits About To Get Real

I'm Tellin You The Shits Real

Wasn't Old Enough To Buy Cigarettes

But I Was Old Enough To Drug Deal

We Was Old Enough To Kill

We Was Old Enough To Pay Bills

I Was Living Poor

Slept On The Floor

Tell Me How The Fuck Would You Feel?

In That One Bedroom Apartment

I Was Far From Stardom

Guns In Glove-Compartments

Staying Far From The Law

Enforcement They Was On Us Tough

Gang Unit Rushing Us

I Wrote Songs In My Worse Time

When I Felt Hopeless & Suicidal

Close Friends Kept Hating On Me

Shout Out To My Future Rivals

Shout Out To My Newest Rivals

Who Talk Shit But I Can't Find Em

Mad Ass Fuck Cause They Stayed Behind

But I Don't See Em

I'm Still Grindin'



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Verse 3: LA Gun [Smoke]

Life Ain't What It Might Seem

Hit The Pen At 19

Now I'm Out & I'll Shoot It Out

Gangsta Shit

What You About?

My Hand Guns I Can't Do Without

Fuck With Me & I'll Pull It Out

Shots Are Bangin'

Shots Are Rangin'

Investigation, Snitches Singin'

Telling Cops Where The Kilos Stayin'

Telling The Cops Our Information

Talking To Pops At Visitation

On Parole Still Debatin'

Pick Up Work Still Debatin'

Still Debatin', Still Debatin'

Life Ain't What It Might Mean

I Got 2 Strikes

And I Might Fight Three

If They Catch Me With The Burner

Cause I Got A Couple Fucken Murders

Coming From The State Of California

1, 2, 3 Strikes

And They Will Hold Ya

You Weren't Trying To Do Life

I Thought I Told Ya

All That Shit From Being A Soulja



You Feel That?



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